I walk sideways in the game world

Chapter 183 The Final Showdown, the Winner of the Secret Treasure

The atmosphere in the passageway instantly plummeted to a freezing point, a tense situation unfolding. Surrounded by five top martial arts masters, Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin were staring intently at them. They knew a life-or-death struggle was inevitable.

"You, the famous and upright sects, instead of protecting the safety of the martial arts world, are colluding with each other for your own selfish desires. It's really shameful!" Ren Xiaoyao was filled with righteous indignation and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! We are going to take all the treasures in the underground palace today!" The leader of Qingcheng smiled coldly, with greed flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin warned in a low voice, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, knowing that his only chance of survival today was to fight tooth and nail. His gaze fixed on the nearest Taoist Xuanfeng, and with both palms flying, he launched an attack!

"You don't know your own limitations!" Taoist Xuanfeng snorted coldly and waved his long sleeves. A powerful internal force turned into a strong wind and rushed straight to Ren Xiaoyao's face.

Ren Xiaoyao did not dare to delay. He retreated quickly and pushed forward with both palms. A stream of golden energy broke through the air and collided fiercely with the strong wind!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground in the passage suddenly shook and debris flew everywhere!

Ren Xiaoyao took advantage of the recoil force and retreated several steps again. After stabilizing his body, he stared at Taoist Xuanfeng with burning eyes, full of fighting spirit!

"Interesting! It seems I underestimated you!" Taoist Xuanfeng's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he sneered, "But do you think you can defeat me like this? How naive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Xuanfeng turned into a shadow and rushed over in an instant. His five fingers were like hooks, and with a fierce gust of wind, he grabbed Ren Xiaoyao's throat!

Ren Xiaoyao was prepared. He dodged the attack sideways and at the same time, he kicked Taoist Xuanfeng in the waist with a powerful whip kick!

Taoist Xuanfeng had to give up the attack and quickly retreat to avoid the kick.

The two exchanged dozens of blows, each one deadly and dangerous! The air around them seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of sharp whistling sounds!

"Good boy, you really have some skills!" Taoist Xuanfeng became more and more shocked as the battle went on. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so powerful!

"Same here!" Ren Xiaoyao responded in a deep voice. He knew that he had to fight quickly and decisively, otherwise if he was entangled by other masters, the consequences would be unimaginable!

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind Ren Xiaoyao...

"Boy, prepare to die!" The sinister voice was like the venom of a venomous snake, chilling to the bone. Alarm bells rang in Ren Xiaoyao's heart, but it was too late to dodge. The Emei nun appeared behind him like a ghost, her five fingers gathered into claws, and she went straight for Ren Xiaoyao's back.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin exclaimed with quick eyes and hands, and at the same time, she moved like lightning to block behind Ren Xiaoyao. She pushed forward with both palms, and a soft white light instantly formed a barrier, blocking the fatal blow from the Emei nun.

"Boom!" The white light collided with the Emei nun's sharp claws, erupting with a deafening roar. Xia Lin groaned, her delicate body being shaken back repeatedly, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"Lin'er!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was burning with anxiety. He forcibly broke through Taoist Xuanfeng's attack, turned around and took Xia Lin into his arms, and asked with concern, "How are you?"

Xia Lin endured the pain, shook her head, and said weakly: "I'm fine, be careful!"

"You despicable villain, you actually attacked me by surprise!" Ren Xiaoyao was furious, staring at Master Emei with red eyes.

Nun Emei sneered and said nonchalantly, "Winners are kings and losers are bandits. Why bother with these details?"

"If you want to hurt her, you have to get past me first!" Ren Xiaoyao protected Xia Lin behind him, his eyes firm and a fierce murderous aura emanating from his body.

"Hmph, you're overestimating yourself!" Seeing this, the Qingcheng Sect Leader and the Sword Maniac seized the opportunity and attacked Ren Xiaoyao together. They knew that Xia Lin was Ren Xiaoyao's weak spot, and as long as they controlled Xia Lin, they could contain Ren Xiaoyao.

The head of the Qingcheng Sect moved like a ghost, his palms fierce and fierce, each move was ruthless, going straight to the vital points of Ren Xiaoyao. The sword maniac lived up to his name, the long sword in his hand turned into a series of cold lights, blocking all of Ren Xiaoyao's escape routes.

Facing the pincer attack of two masters, Ren Xiaoyao dared not be careless. He protected Xia Lin behind him, his body like a dragon, moving freely among the flashing swords and shadows, narrowly avoiding wave after wave of attacks.

"Brother Xiaoyao, go away quickly! Don't worry about me!" Xia Lin shouted anxiously. She knew that if this continued, both of them would be in danger.

"Don't be afraid, I won't abandon you!" Ren Xiaoyao said firmly, his eyes full of determination.

The battle intensified. As Ren Xiaoyao clashed with the Qingcheng Sect Leader and the Sword Maniac, he gradually discerned the flaws in their moves. His lips curled up slightly, a glint in his eyes, and a daring plan formed in his mind... In a flash, the Qingcheng Sect Leader slashed with a palm, its wind as sharp as a knife, bearing directly at Ren Xiaoyao's face. Ren Xiaoyao didn't dodge or evade, but met the blow head-on. Just as the palms were about to make contact, he shifted his body, deftly avoiding the Qingcheng Sect Leader's palm strike.

The Qingcheng Sect Leader's attack missed, and before he could change his tactics, Ren Xiaoyao's fist struck him like lightning, hitting him hard in the chest. With a dull thud, the Qingcheng Sect Leader screamed, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the sword maniac was horrified. He shook his sword, transforming it into a sky full of sword shadows, enveloping Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao was vigilant and alert. Although the sword maniac's swordsmanship was exquisite, it could not escape his sight. He moved like a ghost, moving freely among the sword shadows, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes leaning low, always finding gaps in the sword shadows and avoiding the sharp edges.

Just when the sword maniac thought Ren Xiaoyao would be trapped by his swordsmanship, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly leaped up, his body as fast as lightning, and instantly appeared in front of the sword maniac. His five fingers formed claws, and he grabbed the sword maniac's wrist, twisting it hard. With a "crack", the sword maniac's wrist was broken, and the long sword fell to the ground.

"Ah!" The sword maniac screamed in pain. Before he could react, Ren Xiaoyao slashed his neck with a knife and knocked him unconscious.

"You are the only one left!" Ren Xiaoyao turned around and looked at the Poison King not far away with cold eyes.

The Poison King's face darkened, knowing he had encountered a formidable foe today. He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and streams of dark green poisonous gas gushed out of his body, instantly filling the entire space.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful, this is his most powerful poison!" Seeing this, Xia Lin's face changed drastically and she shouted anxiously.

Ren Xiaoyao also knew the power of this poison gas, and he didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath and forced his internal energy to resist the erosion of the poison gas.

The poison gas grew thicker, and Ren Xiaoyao felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and his vision began to blur. He knew that he could no longer passively defend himself.

"Ah!" Ren Xiaoyao roared angrily, and the true energy in his body circulated wildly. A powerful force burst out from his body, dispersing the surrounding poisonous gas.

"This... How is this possible?!" The Poison King's face changed drastically upon seeing this, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that Ren Xiaoyao could actually unleash such a powerful force that could break his strongest poison technique.

Ren Xiaoyao ignored the Poison King's shock. He flashed and appeared in front of the Poison King in an instant. He punched him hard in the chest.

"Puff!" The Poison King spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Brother Xiaoyao, are you okay?" Xia Lin ran to Ren Xiaoyao and asked with concern.

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head, his eyes sweeping over everyone present. A powerful aura emanated from him. He slowly spoke in a low and powerful voice, "Who else?!"

Everyone was intimidated by his imposing aura, and no one dared to step forward to fight...

Ren Xiaoyao looked around; no one dared to meet his gaze. Nun Emei's face was pale, yet she still clung to a last shred of dignity. She snorted coldly, "The Emei Sect will remember what happened today!" With that, she quickly left, accompanied by her disciples and the unconscious Poison King.

Taoist Priest Xuanfeng and the head of the Qingcheng Sect knew the situation was hopeless, so they left with their disciples in disgrace. Only Sword Maniac was left. He struggled to get up, but the pain in his wrist made him collapse to the ground.

Ren Xiaoyao walked up to him and looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any pity. "There's no grudge between you and me, so why would you risk your life for this secret treasure?"

The sword maniac smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "I have been obsessed with swordsmanship all my life, but I have never been able to enter the door. I thought that after obtaining this secret treasure, I would be able to comprehend the peerless swordsmanship, but I didn't expect..." He shook his head with a wry smile and said no more.

Ren Xiaoyao said no more and turned to the location of the secret treasure. It was an ancient stone platform, upon which lay a sword emitting a faint golden light. The sword was slender and exuded a chilling aura, and it was obvious at first glance that it was no ordinary item.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you succeeded!" Xia Lin excitedly ran to Ren Xiaoyao, her eyes full of admiration. Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword. A powerful force instantly surged into his body, making him feel stronger than ever before.

"With this magic sword, we can go to foreign lands and find allies." Ren Xiaoyao said with a firm look. He knew that greater challenges were waiting for him.

As the news spread, the martial arts world was shaken. The story of Ren Xiaoyao, who had single-handedly defeated numerous masters from various sects and seized the secret treasure, became the talk of the town. Some admired his prowess, honoring him as "the best in the world," while others, jealous of his achievements, secretly plotted and schemed to bring him down.

Meanwhile, Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin had already embarked on their journey to a foreign land. They journeyed westward, crossing mountains and ridges, and finally arrived at a city-state on the border of the foreign land. The city gates were tall, heavily guarded, and the walls were covered with golden lion-head flags, fluttering in the wind.

"Is this the border city of the Golden Lion Kingdom?" Xia Lin gazed at the majestic city before her, her eyes filled with curiosity. Ren Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his expression solemn. He knew this was only the beginning of their journey...

"Let's go, let's go meet the Golden Lion King." Ren Xiaoyao took Xia Lin's hand and walked towards the city gate.